A lion had fallen madly in love with the daughter of a woodcutter.
"Please let me marry your daughter," the lion said to the woodcutter. "I will love and cherish her always."
"My daughter is a tender and delicate girl," the man replied, "and she cannot endure a lion's claws and teeth."
"Do not fear," said the lion. "I will have my teeth and claws removed, and then I will marry your daughter."
The lion did as he promised, but when he returned to the woodcutter to arrange the marriage, the man beat the defenseless lion and drove him away.
Inspired by: Mille Fabulae et Una, a collection of Latin fables that I've edited, free to read online. I am not translating the Latin here; instead, I am just telling a 100-word version of the fable.
Notes: This is fable 12 in the book, which is Perry 140.
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